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Salsa Expections

Three sing songs of poor
nausous tales of men and whores
but the skillet is only for meat
unless the monster is the one you seek
So marvel along the coast
to find the ting that matters most
A kept seceret of mis spellings
and hours of digestive issues
And of hours a'swelling
I seek for you like a women for a tissue

when the movie ends
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